To arrange to meet up another time

"As you said, let's hang out again," he said forwardly. "I'm not just gonna let you leave like that for another 10 years," he laughed. "Give me your number and we can arrange to go out," he said while pulling his phone out.

Carla was flustered, her hands shaking slightly, a fluttery feeling in her stomach. She was a married woman, yet here she was feeling like a teenager as her teenage crush asked her out.

"I am married, remember," Carla told him, looking up at him with a smile.

"What happened to no regrets, trying new things, and putting yourself first?" he said, getting closer to her, putting his arm on her back. "Was that just bullshit, or the booze talking?" He teased her.

Carla thought to herself about whether she should or even could go through with this, knowing where it might well end up. She thought about her husband and what he would think, would he even care? He barely showed her any notice or love anymore, so why shouldn't she go through with this? No regrets anymore, she thought, it's time for a change.

Carla motioned with her hand out. "Pass your phone here."

"Yeah, that's the spirit, " he cheered, giving her his phone. She felt his arm around her shoulders as she entered the information.

"There you go, so message me and we can go out or something then," Carla said, trying to stop her hands from trembling and sounding calm, handing Brian back his phone and looking up at him.

"Don't worry, I definitely will be," he replied confidently. He pulled her in close to his body, leant down all in one fast, smooth motion,his lips met hers. Carla automatically tilted her head and they met together in a firm yet passionate embrace. Brian moved his hands down the side of Carla's body, sliding around her hips, groping her firm, round ass, which was tightly hugged by her dress, and coming down to the top of her tight, toned upper thighs.

Carla's head was spinning, she couldn't believe what was happening. Here she was making out with her high school crush, out in the hallway of the club, feeling like she was 18 again. She knew it was wrong to do as a married woman, but how could she deny herself something that felt so right? No more regrets starting from now on, going forward, she thought, time to start living for her desires and doing what she wanted, not missing out on opportunities.

Carla pulled back from the kiss, running her hands along his strong, firm chest, not wanting to leave but knowing she had to take care of her friend.

"To be continued," she whispered up to Brian as she let go of him.

"Definitely, we sure will," he said, adjusting his jeans, uncomfortable with his swelling manhood.

Carla left the club, smiling ear to ear, floating out into the cold air to cool her burning body. She was feeling like she hadn't felt in years. It was so exciting and naughty, the feeling she had of making out with someone behind her husband's back, she looked forward to what it might bring, knowing this was just the start of her new approach to life. She met Alexa outside who was stood swaying slightly, singing loudly, and totally out of tune while taking small drags on her cigarette.

"Heyyy, where's Brian? I thought he would come back to mine and screw us both," Alexa said laughing and pushing Carla back and forward.

"Well, someone got too drunk, so I had to come and help the little baby out," Carla shot back mockingly.

"Ha... ha... ha," Alexa jokingly laughed. "It's not like you would have done anything anyway, you turned into Mrs prude, remember?" she added, sticking her pierced tongue out at her.

"Well, maybe you would be surprised then," Carla said, looking at her friend with a sly smile.

"Oh my God, what happened? Tell me everything," Alexa said excitedly. "And I'll tell you what I was doing, whilst I was gone all that time earlier," she added, winking at Carla and laughing.

"You are still such a slut, Lex," Carla said playfully hitting her friend's side. "Hey, our ride is here, come on, let's go," she said, checking her phone and seeing the correct car pulling up, both girls going over and getting in.